"A better view, that's all I am to you, alright then, I think I can deal with that for now," replied Buffy thinking that little speech of Faiths was quite a lot for the dark slayer. "Besides I think I have to go now anyway. Apparently even though I am the slayer they still expect me to do well in this thing called school, I still don't understand that"
Faith starts chuckling, "Yeah, I know what you mean, that's why I blew off school as soon as I got called. Okay well later then B. Oh and I will spend a some of this precious thinking time on those mysterious commandos for you, I have had some interesting experiences with some military types that might yet yield some important information," she ended with a smirk.
Buffy wakes up to some weird images of Faith and those commandos doing stuff that she really should not be imaging. Why did that have to end like that, I was perfectly happy not going down that road now or ever actually, thinks the blonde slayer. These dreams are getting weirder and weirder but hey if they help at all. Maybe I should go visit Faith, maybe when she wakes up she won't have the same anger and resentment she had before. My friends will probably think I am crazy if they found out though, but oh well, it would probably be nice for her to get some company.
Willow stirs slightly from her bed and Buffy finally realizes how early she woke up. Wow, one day wake up late the next super early, must be the difference some late night slaying has. Guess later I could fit in a visit to the hospital between classes. Of all the people to have to shared dreams with, why is it always the person you tried to kill or is trying to kill you?
As Buffy walked to the hospital later that day, she kept having second thoughts. I really don't need to go visit Faith, she is in a coma for god's sake it's not like she will notice. Then again maybe she will, maybe that slayer connection of ours will recharge her and this will help her get better. I really wish I had thought out more what I was going to say to her, but then again will she really hear me.
The blonde enters Faiths room and is slightly shocked to see the dark haired slayer in her current condition. Quietly Buffy takes a seat at the side of her bed and holds her hand. She thinks back to that night at the Bronze when she first saw Faith. The younger slayer had just finished taking care of a vampire and was standing there; Buffy couldn't keep her eyes off of the new slayer. There was this connection between them that was hard to describe, it was like Buffy had known who this girl was even before she had taken care of the vampire. She had never told anyone about that little feeling that came from the connection; it was like sensing a vampire only less bad tingly feeling and more warmth.
Buffy had been sure Willow had thought something was up, sure Buffy wanted to hang out with Faith due to them both being slayers, but it was more then that. She had felt more complete when Faith was around and that had definitely made it hurt more when Faith joined up with the mayor.
Quietly Buffy started to talk, "I really don't know why I am here, for some reason I bet you do though. I don't get how things had gotten so bad so quickly. I wish you were awake so I could apologize for the way I had treated you that finally pushed you away from the fight for good and forced you to join up with the mayor of all people. Even though I am still torn over the issue I am also sorry about how that fight ended. I think you know that there was no way I could have killed you, I definitely tired my hardest though didn't I. I don't really know what to say anymore, so I guess I should be heading on my way. Maybe I will come back and see you more often now," and with that Buffy slowly got up and walked out of the hospital, thinking to herself she definitely has to go back and visit again.
In her next class though Buffy really couldn't get over how weak and pale Faith had looked. How defenseless hooked up to all those machines, all because Buffy felt the need to sacrifice her for the life of one who was on the good side instead of darkness. She had been so torn that night. Angel dying represented the love of her life gone for good. But the only way to save him was going against Faith the one she had had definite feelings for but never anytime to explore them before Faith betrayed her completely. She always got the feeling when she thought about it that the people she trusts always seem to betray her.
After her class she went back to her room to see how Willow was doing. She knew that most likely she would still be in the cationic state and knowing Will, all she will want to do is her homework. But that's okay for right now, getting her homework done is good, just as long as she doesn't do anything else, more destructive.
As Buffy starts to look at her homework Will enters the room. Looking up at her Buffy asks, "Will how you doing today?"
"Um, okay I think," Willow answered kind of unsure of the correct response.
"You know I am here if you need me right?" offers Buffy.
"Yes, I know, don't worry about me," was the only answer Buffy was able to gleam from that conversation though. Willow got settled in and immediately engrossed in her homework.
"Hey Will, how did your Wicca meeting's go?" Buffy asked after awhile. With everything else that had happened in the last couple of days the idea that Willow had been at the Wicca meetings in stead of with Oz, still had not computed.
"Oh it was okay, basically they talked about having a back sale as first order of business," Willow replied. "Hopefully we will start doing more spells later on, maybe during the next meeting which is in a couple of weeks."
"I am glad you found the group though," Buffy stated, looking closer at the hacker turned witch. "I really hope you do find some others that are into the whole spell thing like you are."
A few days later after a psych class Willow and Buffy walk back to their dorm room discussing the latest topic on the agenda. Riley keeps trying to get Buffy's attention, first at the party then later on.
"He doesn't look like he would be a bad boyfriend," observed Willow, "and besides he stared at you through the entire class again, he definitely has got you on his mind."
"But he talked about cheese, c'mon what is up with that?" questioned Buffy. "Couldn't he think of any other topic at the moment?"
"Um, well I think I might have been responsible for that one, he kind of asked me what you liked and I just said cheese," explained Willow. "He caught me at a bad time I guess and I wanted to make it hard on him."
"Will you are terrible. Okay so I guess he isn't that bad when I look at it all in context. He seems a little um farm boyish, a little too good for me. But he does seem to like me for me and hey no worry about that whole danger boy need either. Maybe having a nice safe boy is what I need right now. Definitely should be a step up form Parker and probably help with the whole Angel thing," Buffy explains. "Hopefully I can deal with him, my slayage responsibilities and finding out more about those commando boys."
"Yeah nothing is wrong with a nice safe boy until they decide to rip out your heart when they decide they have to leave for your own good," Willow glances over at Buffy. "Or maybe I am projecting a little bit."
"Oops sorry with the whole Riley and I talk after what happened. I am definitely feeling the need for mochas, how about you?" Buffy asks Willow.
"I can definitely deal with a mocha about now," replies a now smiling Willow.
They head over for their mochas and a quick chat about random things. Those mochas represent a time honored tradition of bonding between two close friends over really hot colored water, of course there is flavoring but that doesn't really matter to them. The mochas are like a security blanket a reminder of high school that is sometimes missed in the larger world of college, especially since Willow just lost her person security blanket.
During Willow's next Wicca meeting the other girls kept discussing bake sales and other minor items in the realm of Witchcraft. Willow was starting to wonder if this was really what she wanted to be a part of, if they weren't going to do any real spells. Most likely none of them even believe people are able to do spells.
Maybe this was a mistake thought Willow, to herself. I guess I can wait out another meeting or two before I make any lasting decisions on whether I will stop coming to these things. As she glanced around she was interested to see who talked and who kept silent, knowing from personal experience sometimes the people who are silent know a lot more then those who speak all the time. One girl seemed to never talk; in fact Willow couldn't even recall her name.
As soon as the meeting was declared over Willow took off, to make sure she wasn't cornered and given the responsibility to back something. Hopefully the next meeting they will start stuff with spells, maybe these couple of meetings were more like weeding the wannabes from the actual Wicca's, she thought to herself as she headed back to her dorms.
Meanwhile Xander and Anya were once again discussing the topic of their relationship while they were in his basement abode.
"So your not delusional anymore, am I your girlfriend or not?" asked Anya one again. She seemed not ready to let that train of thought go since Xander had said that at Thanksgiving. "I really think we should discuss this, have to have all the facts ironed out. Since my attempt to get you out of my system didn't work and I seem to keep coming back to you, I should know if we have an official standing or we are just orgasm buddies."
"Well since you are not going to let my slip of the tongue go, then yes you are my girlfriend. Just be warned I have had really bad luck with the people I have dated and for some reason they usually end up hurt or Buffy has to kill them," explained Xander. "Willow was partly right when she called me a demon magnet; I dated the large bug who was the substitute Biology teacher and then Inca Mummy girl who was intent on sucking the life out of everybody."
"Okay so you don't have the best track record but you are good in bed and supply me with many orgasms so I am happy," states Anya. "Oh does this mean you are now responsible for buying me pretty and expensive yet absolutely worthless items in an attempt to lull me to bed more times then I am usually willing to go, which I don't really think is possible cause I am always ready to go to bed, but would be fun to see."
"Um, yeah you need to stop watching TV with Spike okay?" replies Xander. "And please remember I am currently without a job. That last adventure did not end too well."
"Yeah I don't get that, your great in person but I guess your phone presence is lacking," said Anya as she does a look over Xanders body. "Maybe they just don't have the right mind to be able to imagine you. I am sure if it had been in person there would have been no need to fire you."
"Thank you for that and by the way no body else should know about that," Xander states, adding "just add it to the list of things we do not discuss in public."
"Yeah, yeah, why do we have to have a list anyways, everybody has sex why can't we all talk about it. Every time I say the word orgasm people have a fit. There is nothing wrong with that word, some think its crude to say in public though, but it's a simple physical and scientific reaction," rants Anya.
"It is funny the amount of times you can get Giles to clean his glasses in one conversation but those words and topics are for very small groups of two people not to be discussed in public," Xander calmly explains once again. However, there was a small smirk during the Giles comment.
"Okay enough talk can you facilitate in giving me an orgasm now since you are currently unemployed and cannot afford to buy me anything of monetary value?" asks Anya.
"Um okay," replies Xander. The thought of the Scooby meeting later went out of both their minds.
At the meeting, Buffy and Willow are looking through books trying to find some kind of spell to use on Spike, who had been locked up in the bathroom since the Thanksgiving incident. He was currently yelling about missing Passions and wanting to know if there was anyway to see the tape. Giles was making tea and muttering about killing Timmy himself if he had to watch another episode of that bloody soap.
"C'mon just for a little bit, I need to know what happened to Timmy. Tabitha can't get to him, he is endangered where he was yesterday," yelled Spike from the bathtub.
"You know I could stake him and alleviate a lot of stress for everybody right now. Who would even miss him? I most certainly would not and Giles you could have that shower you so desperately need," states Buffy as she skims through yet another book. "Um by the way what are we looking for again?"
"Buffy, we are looking for a spell that we can use to get some truth from Spike. Or maybe just a spell to make him go mute, not that I feel bad gagging him twenty four seven, just gets tiring untying him when I have to feed him," Giles explained as he drinks the tea to try and calm his nerves.
"Do we really think he had information for us? He could just be bluffing. With the chip in his head preventing him from feeding, him staying here with regular meals and always being tied up that must be like a dream come true. Can we like starve him for a couple of days, that will get him talking in no time and you could do some research on what happens when vampires starve," Buffy explains to Giles.